A wilted flower, formerly a white rose
A broken window, through which the wind blows
A cloudy day with no sun at all
A rough sleepless night hinting a downfall
Shattered glass covering the ground
An awful noise, a devastating sound
But a single thought of you changed my way of perception.
The noise became the sweetest tune
The shattered glass turned into the softest sand of a dune
The night became calm with no reason to run
The clouds moved aside to make way for the sun
The broken window became whole once more
The flower bloomed and enlightened my core
